My weekends and days are filled with nothing, time passes...and I don't
notice. I don't go out and I have no resources to speak of.
Next thing I know another week/month/year has gone by. I'm wasting life
- a life?
What would make me happy? Wealth-no, Beauty-already got it ;), I just
want stability and purpose.
The worst part of this illness/disease is that it has taken desire from
me. Desire to succeed, desire for companionship, desire for improvement,
desire for a sex life...
Just a human shell, feeling nothing but "pain"
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